Respite

The last 2 weeks have been draining and frought with fear. Our coach completely died after sitting more than 4 days without power in a Freightliner lot in Kenova, WV.  I wondered if the coach would ever be the same, or if i could change the negative feelings about it that i currently had. After they got the coach into travel mode, but still dead on the inside, we headed for Greensboro, NC for help with some unknown electrical problem between key fob and ignition. We were refused entrance and service for at least 3 weeks at that Freightliner. By that time, we had at least restored lights, toilet and dash cam. Even while sitting outside the Freightliner, we contacted Newmar. Thanks to a customer service rep. named Erica, we got our fridge and microwave on. It seemed we were back to full power, until I found out that the wall outlets were not operative. The GFCI had been tripped. I corrected that problem, which I had probably caused the day before, and we are fully functional.

The two weeks within which this all happened were emotionally charged. I am not a screamer, but I came close several times. I did lose some cognitive ability, unable to think about or do things which normally come easily. My husband Ed several times told me to stop whining. I thought I had a right to whine, but it wasn't really whining.  I was just so close to tears, and trying to prevent them as I spoke, it sounded like whining.

The main evidence of my emotional state was produced when Ed asked me to get a Sunday paper. When I looked at the date on the papers in the rack, I saw that it was May 19. I was truly shocked! It was my daughter Sandra ' s birthday, and I hadn't had a clue! I have never missed the birthday of one of my children. I may not always know the year, but month and day I don't forget. I apologized to Sandra, without offering any excuse. We are friends on FB, so I assumed she had been following our travails.

While still outside the Greensboro Freightliner lot, I called Indian Heritage RV Park to see if they could get us in early. We were not scheduled to be there until June 12, but with what we had been through, I needed a respite.

Indian Heritage RV Park, Martinsville, VA,  is one of the first RV parks we stayed at when we began  RVing  in 2016. The owner, A.C. Wilson, was very kind to us as we began this adventure. At that time we had problems with our toad, a Jeep, not our 12 year old motor home. The park has grown a great deal, but we have everything except cable or antenna TV.  It is a great place to recoup and prepare for the largest part of our trip, exploring the Northeast.